Here's the multichap I was talking about. I also have another one in mind, and seeing as this one will be done in maybe 3-4 weeks, I'll start that one once this is finished.
It's so bad of me to start a multichapter before I finish my other Harry Potter one, but DAMMIT I've had this idea for a while and I couldn't resist.
Nick yawned and stumbled out of his room, making his groggy way to the coffee machine. Schmidt was just rushing out, and sent him a quick, angry "Remember the Oath!" before shutting the door. Nick poured himself a cup, totally oblivious to the fact that Schmidt had even been there a few minutes ago, and sipped down the hot, black happiness that filled the cup. This was heaven.
He sent a quick glance towards the clock, now a bit more awake. Wow, already 11. Shouldn't Jess have been up by now?
Unless she'd already left, but that didn't seem plausible either. Her class started at 12:30 and she usually didn't leave until 11:45.
Was it weird for him to know her schedule, minute for minute? No, he reassured himself. Who wouldn't notice, with how much it was like clockwork?
Nick downed the rest of the coffee in a large gulp and slammed the mug satisfyingly on the counter, leaving it there as he walked over to the couch to catch some sports.
But, as the minutes ticked by, he wondered where Jess was. She would be really late to her class if she didn't get up right now.
Should he check on her?
He really should check on her.
She was fine. Maybe he had it all wrong and she happened to have the day off today.
He checked the date on his phone. Nope, not her day off.
Nick sighed and heaved himself off the couch, and trudged down the hall to Jess's room.
He knocked gently on the door. "Hey, Jess? You okay in there?"
A small groan came from within, followed by a weak "I'm fine."
Nick rolled his eyes.
"I hope you're decent, because I'm coming in."
He waited a few more seconds. When he didn't hear any protests, he turned the knob and opened the door.
At first, he didn't see her anywhere. He only saw a mound of blankets piled high on the bed. Then, with a closer look, he noticed the pile shift just a bit, and spied a protruding lock of raven hair.
Nick walked over to the bed and gingerly placed his hand on the pile that was Jess. She let out a small moan and burrowed deeper underneath.
"Jess, do you know what time it is?" he asked her.
She made a small noise and pulled the covers down a bit, exposing nothing but her blue eyes. Nick was startled at first, for they were brighter than ever, but he recognized it as fever.
He placed his hand on her forehead, alarmed at how hot it was.
"You have a fever," he said, his voice tinged with concern. "I think you're sick."
Now, she pulled her blankets down all the way. He noticed immediately how much paler she was. "But I can't be," she wailed, and he started at the raspy sound that laced her voice. "I never get sick! I can't be sick!"
"Well, you are," he said, "and there's no way you're going to work today."
"I have to!" she cried, her fever-glazed eyes welling up with tears. "I can't leave my students teacher-less."
"Jess, NO. You need to rest. Now, just try to calm down, okay? Rest your voice. I'll call your boss and tell her you can't work today. There's enough time for them to find a substitute."
Jess opened her mouth to protest, but was stopped by a fit of coughing.
"I'll be right back, okay?" Nick said, already at the door.
She moaned in response, yet flopped back on her bed in defeat.
Nick will be so cute for the majority of this story. I decided I should write fluff, instead of my usual angst.
But there'll probably be a teeny bit of angst thrown in somewhere, because I can't help myself.